Next time, he thought, things were going to much more suited to things. And of that he was sure, as he watched Carlos leave. He was slower in exiting, his mind already wandering to this mythical 'next time'.

He rather hoped it wasn't going to be that long before next time. Else he might lose his mind. And he was unable to wipe that self satisfied smile from his face as he thought about it on his walk home.

Yup, he was definitely thanking Victoria the next time he saw her. Which would be tomorrow.